Unknown's Point of View~
- A Couple Weeks Later-
"Aye Renaé." I said coming into the bedroom and saw her on the phone.
"Wassup Babe?" She smirked and looked up at me with those beautiful eyes of hers. Damn. Just staring at her ass in those boy shorts makes me wanna stay and go another round.
"I gotta head to the trap for a lil bit." She whined.
"I thought this was going to be our time and no interruptions." She pouted raising up kissing my lips. Shit.
"It is but something came up. I'll be back before you know it. Trust me." I said breaking away her arms gently.
She rolled her eyes and pecked my lips, "Fine. When you come back... I can take care of that for you." She cupped myself in her hands and bit her lips.
I smiled and grabbed my keys. This better be important or else I'ma beat somebody's ass.
I hope in the car and decided to call Baby Girl. She picked up after the first ring. "Hey Baby. I missed you." She said. Like music to my ears.
"I miss you too Lyric. I just want to apologize for the way I acted toward you before I left." I spoke. As much as I try to change, she always pushes me to the edge. I love her to death and would do anything for her.
"It's okay. How's the trip so far? Anything accomplished?"
I ran my hand through my face as I took off of the express way, "Good. Almost though, just need a little more time." I always would lie to her and say that I'm going on a 'business' trip to get away and relax.
At first, I was just chilling in my hotel room with nothing, but bad bitches. Easing my stress every chance I get. That was until Renaé pop into the picture.
Just thinking about that night had me in a daze.
Flashback~
"Damn Lyric. I promise to god Ian doing shit. Why you sweating me?" I said before getting into my car with my 'bags'.
"Because females are talking about them being with you while you are on these business trips." She spat.
"Why you believe those hoes anyways man? Fuck off with that bull shit! I'm out. Hit me up when you come back to your damn senses!" I yelled starting the engine.
I drove to Al's Sports Bar with my homies Ace and Kaine. They my homies and we basically run the game together. We keep our shit in check and in line. They are like my eyes and ears when I'm not there.
"I say dump her ass and get a new bitch. I still can't believe you with her." Ace said as I leaned back drinking my beer.
Kaine laughed, "Then she young as fuck too." Ace and Kaine been bashing me since they came up here. I rolled my eyes. "Look me and shawty have history. I can't help the fact that she is young. I care about her. But I don't know."
"Well you need to think of something. I know about her situation and its fucked up that they were killed but you need to handle your broad mane." Kaine said taking a drag from his hookah.
"I guess." I said and flew my head back. As I looked up, I saw Ace looking over at ole girl at the pool table.
"Damn she got a nice ass." He said as she bend over. I laughed and wasn't minding the view. "We been play eye tag for a while. She need to quit playing and holla at a nigga."
Kaine shook his head as I shrugged. She looked young. I already have a young, naive girlfriend. I don't need a young side hoe on my plate. I was in a daze for so long that I didn't see her walking over here with her friends.
"Wassup ma." Ace said. She laughed and smiled.
"Nothing much playing pool. Wanna play with us?" She asked looking at me biting her lip.
I smirked and got up, "Sure why not?"
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"Mane hell nawl!" Ace yelled as the girls took our money again. They really beating our asses in pool.
"Sorry. Snooze you lose nigga." Her friend, Tamia, said. I laughed and walked over to Renaé.
"You can play. I gotta give you that." She smiled. "You aren't bad yourself."
We talked for a little bit and one thing led to another.
I was fucking her until the sun peeked through the windows. Something that I have really gotten from Lyric.
End of Flashback~
I came back into reality as I heard Lyric trying to get my attention. But I heard a dial tone before I was about to speak.
I chuckled to myself, "Lyric you just never learn."
*****
I made my way to the trap and spoke to the fellas in the main office. Ace and Kaine greeted me with a dab and I started the meeting of our product and the distribution of it.
After the meeting, Kaine pulled me over to the side. "Ayoooo we saw your girl with her friends at the boardwalk today."
I shrugged, "And your point is?"
"Hmmm nothing, just thought you would like to know since you want us to stalk her ass 24/7. Shit stressful bruh." He said. Ace nodded and agreed.
"Cause her ass is mine. I want to make sure she ain't doing nothing behind my back." I sighed, "She is my property and I own that shit. Believe that niggas."
Xavier's Point of View~
|Changed the Image of the Xavier.. Go back to his Prologue to view the pic if you like|
Been here at the gym all day with my bros getting ready for the upcoming season. Tristan was spotting me as I was bench pressing. "I don't know man. I feel as like she is doing something to me. Something that I haven't felt in a long time." I said referring to Lyric.
Tristan shook his head as I heard the boys snickering and shit.
"Well I mean ya'll have been pretty close these past couple of weeks." He said.
"After the party that is." Dré spoke.
Ronnie grabbed his water bottle, "How you and Renaé been though?" I rolled my eyes at the sound of her name.
"She is aiite. Just a quick nut nothing more. I mean we were going on dates and stuff, but she ain't 'girlfriend' material."
Ronnie and I switch places as Tristan was on the curl up bar with Dré, "I told you she was nothing but trouble man. Besides I think you and Lyric should give it a try." He said.
"Oh hell naw. I've been trying to get down with Lyric since freshman year." Dré said. Tristan got down and laughed.
"Snooze you lose nigga!" Dré smacked his lips. "Whatever. She is more like a sister to me anyways."
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After the workout at the gym, I met up with Pops at the stadium. As I approached the court, I saw him dribbling the ball and making shots.
Everytime my Pops would have anything on his mind heavy, he always expressed it on the court. Especially when my mom died. He was on the court damn near every freaking day.
I made my way to the center and stole the ball from him.
"Sup Pops. Something on your mind?" I said looking at him. He shook his head.
"Not really. I told you to come down here for a reason. Look at all these seats in these stadium." He said. I looked at started to laugh.
"Um dad, I know what a arena looks like..." I laughed then my dad joined with me.
"Stop playing boy and just imagine what it would feel like you was to go pro. On this court. With the best teams... Well some. All the fans cheering your name and then some. Yes, I know you want to go to school, but school is forever and this isn't. I just want you to live a successful lifestyle like I did. All the luxuries at the palm of your hands." He said.
I looked around and yeah I can see myself in a couple of years doing this.
"I know Dad. Thanks for showing your world to me." I said. He patted my shoulder and smiled.
"Now I wanted to tell you first, I'm retiring after this season. The real reason why I'm doing this is because... I'm getting old. I can't catch up to you niggas now. Shit and Lebron was tearing my ass up at that game last week." He laughed as I shook my head.
"I'm doing this so you can have your chance to shine. Yes you do have some big shoes to feel. But I know you will do and become great just like me." As he walked off, I looked at the empty arena and took in this moment.
It's not that I don't want to go pro, I just don't want anybody judging or labeling me as the Great Price's son. The rookie. I want to show the world my talent and not re-establish my father's moves or records. If I go pro, I'm doing it for me.
And only me.
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